Thank you---I hope Kailey doesn't turn 20 TOO fast!
I already can't believe she is turning 6! You might remember that she is the granddaughter that has Type 1 Diabetes...she is soooooooo good about it, Lady. She gives herself her shots 4 times a day....and tests herself 5 times a day!
She starts 1st grade on Monday...and she thinks she is really grown up! LOL
I never, ever thought the being a "Nama" would be so fun!
In fact, I am sure that Logan was just the medicine TC needed, to give him the extra energy to post such a wonderful note to us!
I am also so glad that you got to spend some time with your family! I DOES make for a wonderful week, doesn't it?
later
sleuth
As one who has handled being a very brittle diabetic for 31 years, I can assure you the shots are not any more a 'hardship' than combing your hair or brushing your teeth - you cease to 'think' about it, and do it as casually as opening a door.
Blood testing on the fingers?
Twenty-three years now, since the home test kits first became available....those, too, are 'nothings.'
There will be real challenges for her in the very structured school environment, but I'm sure her parents have talked with her teacher (and the school nurse) to explain her various needs, and what to watch for during her time there...most especially signs of insulin reactions developing, requiring immediate attention.
I imagine her mother makes sure she *ALWAYS* has a source of candy in a ZipLock bag WITH her everywhere she goes .
If not reversed promptly, they can rapidly reach a state where she cannot focus and treat herself...if 'out of it' or unconscious, others can squeeze Karo syrup or honey into the inside of her cheek to be absorbed until real help can be given.
Has her physician prescribed for her "emergency glucagon kits" (to quickly elevate her blood glucose) to carry to be administered?
Always have one with her teacher/school nurse/family for her?
I have never been the least bit embarrassed to pluck a sweet drink (juice; Sunny-D; etc.) and bag of cookies from shelves in a grocery store and slurp/wolf them down, knowing I don't have the luxury of 'time' to delay; or to sit in the car and administer a glucagon injection to myself (kit *always* in my pocketbook, as is a bag of spice drops) before the final curtains descend.
Oddly enough, no one ever raised an eyebrow, nor did the checkout clerks who rang up the 'badly damaged' goods - LOL
The joy is the fact there are great strides being made right now in the treatment of this monster!
Your Kailey might well be on the front of the wave of those for whom the tide is turned...